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Chapter 83 The Water of the Yangtze River

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you stupid?" He Qingyue walked to the opposite side of Qin Jian and said with a smile.

Qin Jian came back to his senses and said, "Your speed is really too fast."

He Qingyue said, "Haha, everyone has their own secrets. I just have some secrets, that's why my cultivation speed is so fast!"

Qin Jian nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

He Qingyue said to Wang Biao at this time, "Just now, you and Qin Jian were going to fight to the death?"

"Yes...yes!"

Wang Biao said with some fear. He Qingyue's name was very loud in Qingfeng Gate. Wang Biao naturally knew very well that the gap between him and He Qingyue was very big. If He Qingyue wanted to help Qin Jian

That bastard is so busy that I really can't do anything about it.

He Qingyue glanced at Wang Biao again and said, "Then, you just have a good fight, and let me be your witness. If you can really kill Qin Jian, I won't help you."

.However, if you want to use some dirty tricks, then don’t blame me for being rude."

After hearing He Qingyue's words, Wang Biao's heart felt both happy and painful...

Fortunately, He Qingyue will not help Qin Jian, but what hurts is... Wang Biao had already decided in his heart that when he fought with Qin Jian later, he could use hidden weapons.

He killed Qin Jian immediately, but now...it seems that he can't use hidden weapons, because He Qingyue is here. If he really uses hidden weapons, even if he can really kill Qin Jian, he will not be able to use hidden weapons in the end.

He Qingyue will definitely kill herself.

Wang Biao gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "Humph, even without using a hidden weapon, I can still kill Qin Jian. Because I am now at the eighth level of the Emperor's level."

Qin Zhirou, on the other hand, just stood aside without saying a word, staring blankly in Qin Jian's direction.

She didn't know what was going on, but Qin Zhirou felt that her inner world was very lonely...

Thinking back to the beginning, Qin Jian was just a waste, but now, Qin Jian has risen and has become a being that she must look up to. What makes Qin Zhirou feel even more lonely is that even a genius like He Qingyue

The proud girl actually followed Qin Jian voluntarily. She didn't know what happened. When she saw He Qingyue, Qin Zhirou always liked to compare herself with He Qingyue. In comparison, Qin Zhirou left her alone.

Ashamed, she found that no matter what aspect, she was not as good as He Qingyue.

"Are you confident of winning?" He Qingyue looked at Qin Jian again and asked.

"Haha, don't worry, he's just a useless young man at the eighth level of the emperor." Qin Jian said nonchalantly.

Imperial level eighth level? Or just that?

From what Qin Jian said, it seemed that Wang Biao, the eighth-level emperor, was not in his eyes.

He Qingyue thought to herself, "This guy is really arrogant, haha!"

Qin Jian looked at Wang Biao and said, "Let's start now."

While speaking, the giant sword "Lin Yuan" on Qin Jian's back was already unsheathed. Qin Jian held the giant sword of Lin Yuan tightly and looked at Wang Biao with disdain on his face.

"court death!"

Wang Biao was completely angry. He didn't expect that his majestic eighth-level master would be despised by Qin Jian, a loser?

A gleaming golden sword appeared in Wang Biao's hand in an instant. It could be seen that Wang Biao should also have a space ring. Then, Wang Biao stopped and shouted, "The water of the Yangtze River..."

The billowing sword intent was like a vast ocean, heading straight for Qin Jian.

In an instant, Qin Jian was surrounded by these sword intentions like a vast ocean.

This is a martial art that Wang Biao has recently cultivated. There is only one move, called "Water of the Yangtze River", which is very powerful. It is said that after practicing it to the extreme, he can suppress his opponent to death with just one sword intention.


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